Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven.

However, no.

The office had been open for half a day, but there was no one coming to ask questions, not even anyone standing by the door waiting.

At first, Robb comforted himself that this was how the new store was, and he was even in the mood to play an office game with Zoe and Madison.

But as time went by, this interest faded.

Madison, his curiosity worn out, was the first to retreat.

She yawned, waved goodbye to the idle Robb, and said, "I have an appointment for a beauty treatment. Also, a Hollywood rich man has taken the bait for the big eagle wine that matches the crocodile head on your head. I'm busy these days, so I'll leave first. By the way, don't forget my handsome vampire."

"Don't worry, I'll give you a handsome gay vampire then." Robb waved his hand unhappily.

Fortunately, he had the well-behaved and obedient Zoe by his side.

It just didn't last long.

Not long after, Zoe said to him with an apologetic look on her face: "I'm sorry, Robb, Cordelia asked me to go back to help. There are many things to deal with in the academy."

Robb knew that this was a real matter and was very nice to Zoe, bidding her farewell reluctantly.

Finally, everything returned to the starting point.

Looking at the empty office, Robb sighed.

What else can I do?

We have invested so much money, we have to keep going!

Robb picked up his phone and walked to the counter, acting as both a receptionist and a detective, welcoming customers at any time while browsing various supernatural forums and websites, casting a wide net and leaving contact information for the supernatural detective agency.

Dong~dong~dong~

Robb looked up, his eyes regaining their composure.

The visitor was Joseph, the owner of the grocery store next door.

They live on the same street, so they see each other every day, so naturally he knows each other.

Joseph also knew Robb.

To be exact, many people on this street knew Robb.

After all, no matter how ridiculous and money-losing the "supernatural" business was, with two very beautiful young girls often by his side, it was hard for Robb not to be famous.

"Hey, Robb, it's another beautiful day, isn't it? Where are those two beauties who have been here? Why can't I see them?" Joseph greeted.

Robb said casually, "They have their own business."

"Is that so?" Joseph's face was calm, but he was very happy in his heart.

For someone like him who is in his thirties and still has no girlfriend and is always given the nice guy card on all kinds of dates, Robb's behavior of being intimate with two girls at the same time and wasting resources is absolutely disgusting.

What's wrong with them?

You're obviously terribly disappointed at the failure of your business.

Joseph suddenly felt excited.

Compared to Robb, I am definitely a successful person.

Add to that the sexy chest hair that Asian men obviously don't have, and maybe you can take the initiative to give it a try.

Should I choose the girl with a hot body and a fashionable and sophisticated look? Or the girl with a pure and tender temperament?

Let's first confirm who Robb's partner is.

Joseph asked, "Robb, which of those two girls is your girlfriend?"

Robb glanced at him and said something calmly that left him stunned.

"Both."

"What???"

Joseph shook his head in shock.

This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!

This boy in front of me is blessed by God just to win the heart of a girl.

Both of them fell in love with him?

Is he a bastard?

Joseph didn't want to believe it.

He thinks he is better than others in every aspect...

Joseph took in Robb's appearance.

Well, it really can't be compared.

He looked at the other person's figure again.

Just as he was about to compare himself, Robb noticed this scene and smiled as if he knew what he was thinking.

"Joseph, you should lose weight."

Joseph glanced down at the protruding belly that hid the lower part of his stomach.

Well, that guy was right.

With deep melancholy, Joseph, still immersed in the fact that he had two girlfriends, no longer compared himself to the career he was best at.

For men, appearance is secondary; the most important thing is to have money.

Does Robb look like he has money?

Joseph chuckled and glanced at the deserted store, glancing over the strange items.

As a grocery store owner who also works part-time as a pawn shop owner, he naturally knows where these things come from.

Except for one crocodile man whose head was a little confusing.

But it doesn't matter.

He never believed in ghosts and the like. He smiled and said, "Robb, I am a little confused. You don't really believe that there are ghosts and evil spirits in this world, do you?"

Is this fat guy looking for trouble?

Robb, who was ready to have some fun with the other party, put down his phone and said, "Of course, where there is God, there must be devil. There are also ghosts and evil spirits."

Joseph was stunned.

Can he say that God does not exist?

"Like right now, there is good evidence," Robb continued.

Joseph was confused: "What proof?"

Robb looked straight at Joseph, or more precisely, behind him, and said seriously:

"Joseph, there's a ghost on your shoulder."

"Haha, don't try to scare me with these childish tricks." Having said that, Joseph still subconsciously glanced behind him.

Robb's eyes flashed with intelligence: "If you don't believe me, just feel it quietly and see if you can hear a sudden panting sound in your ears."

Joseph did as he was told with a chuckle.

The next second, his face turned pale.

It was because he could hear the sound of panting, one after another, which made him feel inexplicably frightened.

There's clearly no one around!

"Robb! Help me!"

moment!

Joseph rushed towards Robb like a frightened bird.

Chapter 85 Chapter Thank you for your patronage

"Do you believe in ghosts now?"

“I believe it!”

"You want me to help you?"

"Of course!"

"You don't question my ability anymore?"

"Of course not! Robb, hurry up...hurry up and do it! I heard the panting again! If you can see ghosts, you must be able to catch them!"

"One thousand dollars, thanks for your patronage."

"What??"

"I run a paranormal detective agency, so I have to charge for collecting ghosts."

"But...Okay! I'll go out! I'll go out now!"

Joseph was feeling bad about the money when he suddenly heard a strange panting sound in his ears. Frightened, he quickly took out his credit card and swiped it on Robb's cash register without any delay.

Looking at the payment notification, Robb smiled and said, "Don't worry, Joseph. As an exorcist certified by the Vatican, the best medium in New Orleans, a descendant of wizards... a celestial master of Mount Longhu, and a former Buddhist arhat, it will be easy for me to deal with a mere little ghost."

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the peach wood sword hanging on the wall.

Although he was confused by the series of titles Robb said, Joseph, who thought that the nicknames were getting more and more powerful, waited for Robb's exorcism ceremony with great anticipation.

Soon, the exorcism ceremony began.

Robb was muttering an incomprehensible spell and slashing the mahogany sword in his hand behind Joseph.

It was a little different from what he had imagined, but Joseph still dared not move and let Robb move around him.

In less than five minutes, Robb put away the mahogany sword and announced, "Okay, the ghost has been killed by me."

"So fast?" Joseph looked around in surprise.

It seemed to him that Robb had just hit him on the back a few times.

What about the fierce fighting? What about the creepy screams?

He didn't even see the shadow of a ghost, and it ended so easily?

"If you don't believe me, try to feel if you can still hear the panting sound in your ears now," said Robb.

Joseph did so with a skeptical look on his face.

One minute...two minutes...

Just as Robb had said, no matter how hard he listened, he could no longer hear the panting sound from before.

Joseph breathed a sigh of relief and admired Robb sincerely: "Robb, you are so awesome!"

Robb put his hands behind his back and said, "Now you know why I can open a supernatural agency, right?"

"I know! I know! You have real talent and knowledge! You are worthy of being an exorcist recognized by the Holy See and a powerful psychic." Joseph, who only remembered these two titles, praised repeatedly.

Finally, with full gratitude and admiration, Joseph happily bid farewell to Robb, and promised to spread the name of Master Robb.

As for the two girls' goals, he didn't mention it again.

Joseph is no fool.

You have to know that if a master like this can catch ghosts, he can also release them.

……

"What a fool!"

Looking at the shop that had become deserted again, Robb said with amusement.

Things like ghosts are of course lies.

I just planted a mental suggestion in Joseph, and he naturally believed it.

Human cognition is interesting.

In the dark environment, he mistakenly thought the sound of dripping water was the sound of bleeding. If he thought he would die from excessive blood loss, he would actually die the next day.